Well, the wedding thing went off without a hitch. I never really worried (aside from the usual stuff...car dying on the side of the road 'tween here and there, etc.).

My day with the boys ended up being messed up since the 14 year old's girlfriend invited him over to watch movies with her parents, and my 10 year old got invited to spend the night at a friend's house, so I ended up being home alone friday night.

My W called me several times "just to chat" but I think she was trying to reassure me...even though I don't think I really needed it.

I called her later to see if the wedding was going okay and she said yeah but she was heading home early...the food wasn't good and everyone was going bar-hopping and she wasn't interested in that.

So I got the house cleaned up, whipped up some munchies in the kitchen (a new hobby), filled the den with candles and had some soft music going for her when she got home. We relaxed on the love seat, talked about the wedding and stuff until it was time to go pick up my son.

When I got back, of course, she was exhausted and half-asleep, so I tucked her in and watched war movies on AMC.

Over the weekend I found out I scored points ( x 3 ) for the "atmosphere", the food, and not trying to get in her pants when she was so tired after all that driving.

She seems a little more open to me but I think I'm doing too much for her...makes me think she sees me as a wuss.

You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means. -- Inigo Montoya, 'The Princess Bride'